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[Chorus]
Yeah
Thought about it before I did it, I really wish I had
I really wish I had
I really wish I had
I really wish I weren’t so sad
Michael Jackson’s bad
Rob him wit’ no mask, yeah
Cut his throat with glass, yeah
Stuck in my ways, in way too deep
It took a lot of pain and heartbreak just for me to see
I’m sorry mama, I’m cleanin’ my closet, I’ma be gone this week
I’m sorry mama, I’m cleanin’ my closet, I’ma be gone this week

[Verse 1]
Niggas rap ’bout it, but they don’t even know the half
They don’t even know the half
They don’t even know the half
You was never in them trenches with me gettin’ that fast cash
Gettin’ that fast cash
Gettin’ that fast cash (yeah)
Fuck Hollywood, bitch I’m in the hood forever, hmm
Mama say I’m foolish, mama know she taught me better, ay
Streets made me numb, save your tears, please don’t shed ’em, ay
Nina on my hip, get it poppin’ like a kettle
Free my daddy, free my brother, free my other brothers too
This for all my young niggas who been really goin’ through it
I was locked up, 5 months, and nobody ride but you
Mama, (?), no this ain’t the truth

[Chorus]
Yeah
Thought about it before I did it, I really wish I had
I really wish I had
I really wish I had
I really wish I weren’t so sad
Michael Jackson’s bad
Rob him wit’ no mask, yeah
Cut his throat with glass, yeah
Stuck in my ways, in way too deep
It took a lot of pain and heartbreak just for me to see
I’m sorry mama, I’m cleanin’ my closet, I’ma be gone this week
I’m sorry mama, I’m cleanin’ my closet, I’ma be gone this week

[Verse 2]
I know (?) my daddy, he show no support
He took his own course, now he up the road, north
He ain’t even show up to court
But I’m a bigger sport
Still love that little bitty whore
I’m still your second little boy
I mean no disrespect, but mama, this is how I feel
Why you out here lookin’ for love, I heard that love kills
I got so much money, I’ll make a change in your life for real
Be your knight in shining armour like I’m made of steel
I feel like Jodye (?) baby boy
Tell me grow up, can’t play with toys, yeah
I got a little son, had to make a choice, yeah
Should I use my head, should I use my voice, yeah
And you was the first one to tell me
You gon’ die, go to jail, playin’ in these streets
Had to see it for myself ’cause I ain’t believe
I’ve been goin’ through the system since I was 15

[Chorus]
Yeah
Thought about it before I did it, I really wish I had
I really wish I had
I really wish I had
I really wish I weren’t so sad
Michael Jackson’s bad
Rob him wit’ no mask, yeah
Cut his throat with glass, yeah
Stuck in my ways, in way too deep
It took a lot of pain and heartbreak just for me to see
I’m sorry mama, I’m cleanin’ my closet, I’ma be gone this week
I’m sorry mama, I’m cleanin’ my closet, I’ma be gone this week

[Intro]
Past hoes, comin’ back in the present
Past hoes, comin’ back in the present

[Chorus]
She wears short skirts, she’s a keeper
She don’t love me, I don’t either
No more drugs, I caught a fever
She don’t know me, I don’t either
It’s been awhile since I been this gone
It’s been awhile since she turned me on
Old hoes, comin’ back in the present
Open up like a present
It’s been awhile since I sang this song
It’s been awhile since I hit your phone
Past hoes comin’ back in the present

[Verse]
She don’t love me, she say I’m a loser
How can I lose, when I fucked on my tutor
I told her, to hold my Ruger
Cause when twelve comes, she’ll be the loser
It’s been awhile since I’ve seen your face
It’s been awhile since I’ve been this wasted
Lookin’ in the mirror and I’m startin’ to see my enemy
It’s been awhile since I’ve been this wrong
It’s been awhile since you’ve turned me on
Liquor bringin’ memories
Tryna fight the devil for some [?]

[Chorus]
She wears short skirts, she’s a keeper
She don’t love me, I don’t either
No more drugs, I caught a fever
She don’t know me, I don’t either
It’s been awhile since I been this gone
It’s been awhile since she turned me on
Old hoes, comin’ back in the present
Open up like a present
It’s been awhile since I sang this song
It’s been awhile since I hit your phone
Past hoes comin’ back in the present

Fame and freedom
Why would we believe them
Day to day is weighing on my mind
Soft oppression built to teach a lesson
My depression driving me away

No goodbyes
No goodbyes
No goodbyes

I don’t wanna risk it
I don’t wanna waste time
I’ma get wasted
I’m gonna get high
Pour another whisky
Pour it till it hits me
Probably gonna drown me
Then I’ll finally sleep

No goodbyes
No goodbyes
No goodbyes

I was laying in the gutter bruised and bleeding
It’s all in my head
Please relieve me
No goodbyes

When they take me down the corridor
They secure my wrist with ties
I’ll be chasing the outline
Of your body next to mine

I’ve done terrible things,
Couldn’t carry these lies
You can watch behind the glasses I pass the serpentine
Please don’t remember me
Please don’t remember me
Please don’t remember me for my crimes.

When they take me down the corridor
I remember the old course line
We were young, used to tempt your lips and cheeks
There with wine

Please don’t remember me
Please don’t remember me
Please don’t remember me for my crimes.
For my crimes.
For my crimes.
For my crimes.
For my crimes.

[Electronic music]

There is something that makes me think
about you and me
about you and me

I’ve seen lovers across the world
but not like you and me
not like you and me

In the air that I breathe
In the words that I speak
I hear you calling
(x2)

There is something, there’s something about you.
There is something, there’s something about you.
There is something, there’s something about you and me
There is something, there’s something about you and me
In the air I breathe
In the words I speak
I hear you calling
There is something, there’s something about you and me.

Ah aah
Ah ah uuh

I don’t think that you know how much you mean to me,
You helped me see
You always say I saved you too, I set you free,
I made you see

In the air that I breathe
In the words that I speak
I hear you calling
(x2)

There is something, there’s something about you.
There is something, there’s something about you.
There is something, there’s something about you and me
There is something, there’s something about you and me
In the air I breathe
In the words I speak
I hear you calling
There is something, there’s something about you and me.

There’s, there’s, there’s some, some, thing
There’s, there’s, there’s some, some, thing